His Rage Made Manifest

Yudhishthira you craven, I’ll execute you and every one of your kin Father’s genius, only defeated by recreant deception The celestial Narayanastra’s barrage will disseminate disaster… One Akshauhini destroyed both beast and battalion massacred In the confusion a Commander defeated and King were killed Swearing revenge to Duryodhana I was given command We’d strike at night, delivering them to Yamarāja’s hands Flanked by Pishachas and armed with flaming sword The Panchala shall be slaughtered, despicable cowards! Screams filled the skies of the once quiet night A special fate reserved for Drona’s murderer The deserters were dealt with by the ravenous rearguard The Pandavas’ sons slain; their camp devastated, razed with flames Brahmashirastra ready, I awaited the grieving with their death The same astra evoked by Arjuna, ash would be all that’s left! The divine demanded we disarm… No! I’ll end the Pandavas bloodline forever! However Krishna intervened and disabled my attack Defeated; Vyasa asked I remove my mani, my source of strength… Krishna then cursed me to never rest and roam the forests, Covered with wounds that would never heal

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 12, 2025